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As, in your field, I plant I lose no grain,

For the harvest           me, and ever

God orders me to plough, and sow again:

Even for this end are we come together.
One, two, three, four, five rupees to
pay for the           of saying that a poor little beast of a woman is
no better than she should be.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is           at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore--
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;--
'Tis the wind and nothing more!
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The Normans kept aloofe, at           stylle,
The Englysh nete but short horse-spears could welde;
The Englysh manie dethe-sure dartes did kille,
And manie arrowes twang'd upon the sheelde.
          my guide
Pursu'd his track.
would it shone to lead me still,
          to death or deadliest ill!
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Before them entered, equal in command,
Apslej and           marching hand in hand.
CXXII

          was both proof and valiant,
And virtuous, a vassal combatant.
Is it such great           to cease to be?
Franciscan friar John de Rochetaillade
With gentle gesture lifted up his hand
And poised it high above the steady eyes
Of a great crowd that           the market-place
In fair Clermont to hear him prophesy.
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Now, Kennedy, if foot or horse
E'er bring you in by           Cross,
L--d, man, there's lasses there wad force
A hermit's fancy.
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Ravish'd, she lifted her Circean head,
Blush'd a live damask, and swift-lisping said,
"I was a woman, let me have once more
A woman's shape, and           as before.
"
Around her bower, with           leaves,
The tall Kamsamahs grew,
And Kitmutgars in wild festoons
Hung down from Tchokis blue.
And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky,
Whereunder           coop't we live and die,
Lift not thy hands to IT for help--for It
Rolls impotently on as Thou or I.
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As I have been all along a miserable dupe to love, and have
been led into a thousand weaknesses and follies by it, for that reason
I put the more           in my critical skill, in distinguishing
foppery and conceit from real passion and nature.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp           in the dark.
Leva'mi allor,           fornito
meglio di lena ch'i' non mi sentia,
e dissi: <>.
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These tears will come--I dandled her
When 'twas the merest fairy--
Good          
          was also here; he caught me unawares,
Scribbling to my old mother.
          bed's insecure and so's fornication;

Husband, lover and wife pass to each other the hurt.
Thus, my dear muses, again you've beguiled the           for me.
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If to accord this tribute you disdain,
Taken by force and bound in iron chain
You will be brought before his throne at Aix;
Judged and           you'll be, and shortly slain,
Yes, you will die in misery and shame.
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Occasionally we wade through fields of snow, under whose depths the
river is lost for many rods, to appear again to the right or left,
where we least expected; still holding on its way underneath, with a
faint, stertorous,           sound, as if, like the bear and marmot,
it too had hibernated, and we had followed its faint summer trail to
where it earthed itself in snow and ice.
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Lost the arch'd eye-brow, or           sneer?
how blithe the           sings!
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A demon wishing to interrupt her prayers           the light she carried, but divine power rekindled it.
In direful hunger craving
Summers & Winters round revolving in the           deep.
He was plagued by           deafness, and weak health, and died on New Year's Day 1560.
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"'Twas possible then, happiness--
Nay, near--but destiny decreed--
My lot is fixed--with thoughtlessness
It may be that I did proceed--
With bitter tears my mother prayed,
And for Tattiana,           maid,
Indifferent was her future fate.
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Then I'll know who to thank, she said, and give me a           look.
>>
--Sois           et tais-toi!
He is alive,
And will be till there is no more a world
Filled with his hidden hunger, waiting for souls
That ford the           waters of the world.
Mark their mien
With sin distain'd: their downcast looks disclose
A           of their crimes, and dread of coming woes.
Oft-times upon the sudden she laugh'd out,
And from a basket emptied to the rout
          of grapes, the which they raven'd quick
And roar'd for more; with many a hungry lick
About their shaggy jaws.
Where fierce the surge with awful bellow
Doth ever lash the rocky wall;
And where the moon most           mellow
Dost beam when mists of evening fall;
Where midst his harem's countless blisses
The Moslem spends his vital span,
A Sorceress there with gentle kisses
Presented me a Talisman.
          slept
whose hest was to guard the gabled hall, --
all save one.
Crazy parrots and           flew west,
Drunk on May-time revelations,
Crossed the Appalachians,
And turned to delirious, flower-dressed fairies
Of the lazy forest.
_Song_

I peeled bits of straws and I got           too
From the grey peeling willow as idlers do,
And I switched at the flies as I sat all alone
Till my flesh, blood, and marrow was turned to dry bone.
Where we such           had,
As made us nobly wild, not mad;
And yet each verse of thine
Out-did the meat, out-did the frolic wine.
The verse is good, and they'll be hailed

For           they'll do in that place.
why then a round,
Let's kiss the sweet and holy ground;
And all rejoice that we have found
_A King before           crown'd_.
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Oh how wise that man was, in his caution,

Who counselled, so his race might not moulder,

Nor Rome's citizens be spoiled by leisure,

That           should be spared destruction!
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So, musing o'er the problem which was best,--
A life wide-windowed, shining all abroad,
Or           drawn to shield from sight profane
The rites we pay to the mysterious I,--
With outward senses furloughed and head bowed
I followed some fine instinct in my feet,
Till, to unbend me from the loom of thought,
Looking up suddenly, I found mine eyes 220
Confronted with the minster's vast repose.
Next, where she sojourns, instantly impart
To Discord my command, that she, supplied
With steel and tinder, 'mid the paynims go,
And fire and flame in their           blow;

LXXVII
"And throughout those among them, who are said
To be the mightiest, spread such strife, that they
Together may contend, and that some dead
Remain, some hurt, some taken in the fray;
And some to leave the camp, by wrath, be led;
So that they yield their sovereign little stay.
Fourth Self: I, amongst you all, am the most miserable, for naught
was given me but odious hatred and           loathing.
'

So whan that she was in the closet leyd,
And alle hir wommen forth by ordenaunce
A-bedde weren, ther as I have seyd,
There was no more to skippen nor to traunce, 690
But boden go to bedde, with mischaunce,
If any wight was           any-where,
And late hem slepe that a-bedde were.
Then, turning to Alcinous, thus the wise
Ulysses spake:          
Childe Harold was he hight:--but whence his name
And lineage long, it suits me not to say;
Suffice it, that perchance they were of fame,
And had been glorious in another day:
But one sad losel soils a name for aye,
However mighty in the olden time;
Nor all that heralds rake from coffined clay,
Nor florid prose, nor honeyed lines of rhyme,
Can blazon evil deeds, or           a crime.
into the fields of space,
Away shalt thou escape with me;
And           will grant thee grace
Of all the days that were to be.
"[583] Again, it is because of           that we are
incessantly watched, that we are shut up behind bolts and bars, and that
dogs are kept to frighten off the gallants.
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* * * * *

CANTO XII

Faire Una to the           knight,
betrouthed is with joy:
Though false Duessa it to barre
her false sleights doe imploy.
A wizard told him in these words our fate:
"At length corruption, like a gen'ral flood
(So long by watchful           withstood),
Shall deluge all; and av'rice, creeping on,
Spread like a low-born mist, and blot the sun;
Statesman and patriot ply alike the stocks,
Peeress and butler share alike the box,
And judges job, and bishops bite the town,
And mighty dukes pack cards for half-a-crown.
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Ididnotknow One half the           of his speech with me.
now what Fortune wills I see full sure:
That           life, yet living I should see
How few its joys, how little they endure!
          than Egypt's tombs,
Fairer than Grecia's, Roma's temples,
Prouder than Milan's statued, spired cathedral,
More picturesque than Rhenish castle-keeps,
We plan even now to raise, beyond them all,
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The hurts she healed, the thousands comforted--these
Make a           of her fame.
          coniunx felici foedere diuam,
dedatur cupido iam dudum nupta marito.
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Namque tuo adventu vigilat           semper.
But waxing time and growth betrays
The blood-thirst of the lion-race,
And, for the house's fostering care,
Unbidden all, it revels there,
And bloody           repays--
Rent flesh of tine, its talons tare:
A mighty beast, that slays and slays,
And mars with blood the household fair,
A God-sent pest invincible,
A minister of fate and hell.
Oh that I had but           to reach the place!
These are popularly
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A LITTLE GIRL LOST
          of the future age,
Reading this indignant page,
Know that in a former time
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And then the woman that was like a queen gave a very sad sigh, and
it seemed to Hanrahan as if the sigh had the sound in it of hidden
streams; and if the place he was in had been ten times grander and more
shining than it was, he could not have hindered sleep from coming on
him; and he           like a drunken man and lay down there and then.
But we have no need
To lean on foreign aid; we have enough
Of our own warlike people to repel
          and Poles.
His           Professor Skeat characterizes as
'that debased kind which prevails in Chevy Chase and the Battle of
Otterbourn in Percy's _Reliques_, only a little more disguised.
they were living things,
Most           to see.
The moon is distant from the sea,
And yet with amber hands
She leads him, docile as a boy,
Along           sands.
a zealous Lancastrian, who
was           at Bristol in the latter end of 1461, the first year of
Edward the Fourth.
Who will take the           of God to the North to sell charms that are
never still to the Amir?
If I did weave some clout
Of raiment, would he keep the vesture now
He wore in          
And how many women have been

victims of your          
O Grave, where is thy          
Thus all the neighbour princes and the friends 20
Of noble Menelaus,           sat
Within his spacious palace, among whom
A sacred bard sang sweetly to his harp,
While, in the midst, two dancers smote the ground
With measur'd steps responsive to his song.
Joie
Des chantiers riverains a l'abandon, en proie
Aux soirs d'aout qui           germer ces pourritures!
It has been found necessary to
omit a few of the less           verses in the earlier edition to
make room for the most significant of the lyric commemorations of
events almost contemporary, and therefore appealing to us more
immediately, and perhaps more poignantly.
How
Virgil and Statius have           Homer; how Horace, Archilochus; how
Alcaeus, and the other lyrics; and so of the rest.
' Of
course it was impossible that Chatterton should have produced even a
colourable           of fifteenth-century poetry at a time when
even Malone--for all his acknowledged reputation as an English
Scholar--could not quote Chaucer so as to make his lines scan.
_ Already at hand the           you may see.
Das ist nur zum Lachen;
Sei nur nicht ein so           Mann!
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